Nowadays I live a secluded life.
From my front porch I can see a rainbow
diving in to nearby pond .
When I return home from the forest,
I bring a smell of a bonfire with me.
At night I listen to mysterious calls of an owl
and feel much in tune with nature.
I live through four definite seasons.
With the crisp winter winds carving the deep snow
and return of the birds in the early spring.
Summers are full of creative energy.
This is the way I work.
It's when leaves open up
I wake up my camera from the long rest.
I use my son as a model.
I start my new season...
My involvement in conceptual photography
dates back to Riga the capital of former Soviet Latvia.
I left my homeland when I was 28 years old.
I brought two images with me.
The first two letters of an alphabet
I am still developing today.
Selected Solo Exhibitions
Everson Museum of Arts, Syracuse, NY
Detroit Institute of Arts, Detroit, MI
Museum of Photographic Arts, San Diego, CA
Salt Lake Art Center, Salt Lake City, UT
North Dakota Museum of Art, Grand Forks, ND
Cedar Rapids Museum of Art, Cedar Rapids, IA
Dennos Museum Center, Traverse City, MI
Bemis Center for Contemporary Art, Omaha, NE
Art Institute of Chicago, Chicago, IL
National Museum of Modern Art, Kyoto, Japan
International Museum of Photography, Rochester, NY Rochester
Library of Congress, Washington, DC
Institute of Technology, Rochester, New York
Cornell University, Ithaca, New York
Georges Pompidou Centre, Paris, France
Toledo Museum of Arts, Toledo, OH
Everson Museum of Art, Syracuse, NY
Museum of Contemporary Photography, Chicago, IL
Dennos Museum Center, Northwestern Michigan College, MI
Krannert Art Museum, University of Illinois, IL
National Endowment for the Arts, Visual Artist Grant
Minnesota State Arts Board, Photography Fellowship
Michigan Council for the Arts, Creative Artist Grant
Michigan Arts Award, Art Foundation of Michigan
FIAP Gold Medal,
18 Salon International d'Art Photographique, Reims, France
Salon International d'Art Photographique, Denain, France
PSA Gold Medal,
22 International Salon of Photography, Bordeaux, France
A big rock lays on the southern border of the land I live.
I like to visit him on a sunny winter days and walk around in a circle, absorbing his silent energy.
I like to stand on top of him with my eyes shot toward the bright sun.
I like to fill my chest with a crisp air and reach towards the sky.
I feel secluded, but not alone. It's where I belong.
The lonely owl is watching me from his nest across ravine.